[MF] Unresolved sexual tension became a fantasy

She was a classmate of mine all the high school years. Petite, dark haired, and a nice body she knew how to use: she loved turning on all the boys around. The kind of girl who will sit on your lap at a classroom break while wearing a short skirt. Of course, the other girls at high school labeled her a slut.

She appreciated my sense of humour and we became friends at some point in the first year, and we started sharing a friendship for years. At the third year she started having problems to pass some exams and she asked me for some help. I enjoyed spending time with her, she was hot and she knew I liked her, but I thought she was out of my league. It was true: she started dating older guys. I got friendzoned.

The story gets interesting after I finished the high school. She had to repeat the last year of high school and I started attending the university. She asked me for some help again for the finals at the end of that year. I was fine with that and we met at my dorm room. She was dating an older guy with a job and a motorbike (sounds like a cliche but when you’re 19 and you depend on your parents, this makes a difference!). I knew that she thought it was something serious, and my interest had already moved to other girls I met at college. So I was expecting nothing would happen.

My high school biology teacher pt1. First time giving head..[FM]

Lurked for a while but came here to post this experience, the first of many experiences I had during a long summer sleeping with my ex biology teacher. Embellished slightly for artistic license but all actions, events and conversations are real. I’ll get right to it…

I wanted him pretty much from the moment I reached puberty. He was my fantasy then, and even now I have a thing for intellectual, authoritative men. He was also funny and gentle, a firm favourite among all the girls in my girls only high school. He first taught me for biology when I was 14, lets call him Mr B.

Over the years being taught by him I developed a deep infatuation that reached its peak when I was 16-18 years old and attending the 6th form college that joined onto my high school. Occasionally I would learn a little about his private life, he had been married once but was divorced, he had no children, he never told me how old he was but he always seemed very young to me- late thirties early forties at a push. The more I glimpsed into his life outside school, the more I fantasied about being with him.

[MF] A True Tinderella

I didn’t know what to expect at first, she only had two or three pictures on her profile and they all left a lot to the imagination, but I could tell she had potential to be very attractive, and that she was fun and playful. I had no idea how right I was.

Our conversation on Tinder started out normal enough, small talk and getting to know one another. I’m not sure if it was one of her often-used lines with guys, but I was struck when she asked me, “What else do you do you do with that model-esque façade?” She lived with her parents clear on the other side of town and asked just how well I hid people from my roommates when I brought them over. Needless to say, she had some good intentions.

Our conversations went in and out, never firming up plans of any sort since she lived so far away and her work schedule was so nuts. Finally, one day I was studying at a coffee shop and we start to talk. It was simple flirting at first, but things got dirty fast, and I finally raise the stakes.
“Do you shave?”
“I do.”
“Good, because I’d love to eat you out.”
“Oh yeah? Well, I’d love to suck you off.”

[F] My homemade buttplug underwear [kink]

Someone said I should try posting in this sub about some of my butt plug habits lol. I started putting things in my butt when I was pretty young and for whatever reason I loved it. When I was a freshman in high school I so badly wanted to wear something in my butt out in public and the thought of it made me so horny but I hadn’t yet discovered butt plugs so I decided to tape an oval shaped mascara bottle to the inside of my panties and when I wore them the mascara bottle would stay in my ass and not get stuck lol. The first time I wore those to school I was soaking wet all day and it turned me on so much having that little secret that nobody knew about. I got my first butt plug soon after and those changed my life and I wish I would have discovered them earlier instead of crafting my own weird underwear or using all the weird objects I used lol. I know it sounds crazy but when I’m nervous about something I crave putting a plug in my butt and it always helps reduce my anxiety. Idk if it’s the mix of pleasure and pain that is just a distraction from whoever is making me nervous at the time but either way it’s something I do pretty often lol. Anyway feel free to message me if you want and here is a picture of me wearing one of my plugs ?

[MF] Hooked up with my co-worker at work in her boss’s office! (long story)

Love this sub. Visit it every so often for great sex ideas and for the rush of hearing various stories.

Made a throw away account way back when…decided to put it to good use for a wild story.

I live in a metropolitan city and work for a large company that happened to have certain employees come into the offices on the weekend during severe storm support coverage. Blah blah blah. It sucks…but it’s what my salary is based upon unfortunately so I have to come in every so often.

Anyways…Little bit about myself: I’m a fairly well built guy. Athletic (played sports throughout life. Basketball, Baseball, Football & QB in High School/college), not 100% in perfect shape…but I can hold my own during pickup games of basketball before I’m seriously gasping for air,  6′ 2″ and I try to do activities when I can. As per usual, no real names so I’ll call myself Chris.

Sub M.O.M.S. – Jessica, Part 1/2. [Mom/son, inc, slow, oral, solo, M/F, anal, satire]

Sub M.O.M.S. – Jessica [Mom/son, inc, slow, oral, solo, M/F satire]
by DiscipleN

*For extra context, please read my first, “S.M.O.M.S.” story. (“The Origin” is not the first one. This story breaks-out from the first. All are self-contained.)

“My name is, Jessica Mayhew, and I will have been under my son’s control for one year, five days from now.” I despise every one of the needy cunts in the room. They try not to stare at my nearly naked, shaved body. More than one are probably bi. I’ve heard their stories. I’ve watched them listen around the circle of chairs in the dim light of one candle. They soak up each other’s guilt and grief and shame. They need reassuring, that their suffering can be eased by sharing with other victims of the same weakness.

I am neither weak nor ashamed. My son, Patrick, pays for his transgressions. My husband has caught us on several occasions, and I may have hinted the possibility to Ron beforehand. Remembering the first time we were caught still gets me off when I want alone time. Ron sent Trick to the hospital. The police were called. Trick told them his father had actually saved him from a beating by a mugger. We were a tight-knit family, getting along on a knife’s edge. Patrick has his mother’s genes for strength and arrogance. Ron is simply a bastard.

Hot summer afternoon 5-way [Group] by the pool – very long

Long time reader, first time poster. I’ve shared part of the below here with someone and though, since I’ve already written it, why not let everyone read it  . Names are obviously changed.

The whole adventure happened some 12 years ago, I was 19 at the time and had just finished basic training, the other guys were 19 (Markus) and 18 (Bernie). The girls were both 18 (Marlene and Hannah) and had just graduated high school together with the younger guy.

We were at Hannah’s house since her parents were out and she had a pool, which was great during the summer to hang out, drink and get high. It all started out innocent, with us drinking and playing various games in and out the pool. The later it got, the more the alcohol and drugs started to affect our interactions.

Peepshow [ff][mf]

This is the beginning of a longer work that has yet to be written. I’d like to do a pilot test here for writing style and content. It’s only lightly edited, and all formatting errors are (probably) due to posting on my phone. To that end, all feedback is welcome. Enjoy!

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So now that the big day is here, I’m sure you’re just dying to know the story of how I met my soon to be husband. Well, I suppose you’re ready to hear it. But fair warning, it’s not exactly a fairytale. You’ll find out some things about the two of us that are frankly shocking and not really appropriate for polite discussion. So this is your last chance to back out. No? Well if your view of us is irreparably shattered, all I can say is “I told you so.”

 

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“Aha! I found one!” Mia shouted triumphantly, pulling herself up from where she was folded over the back of the ratty sofa we had picked up from the side of the road. After proudly displaying the quarter she had liberated from the confines of the cushions, she smoothed her long red hair back into some semblance of order. “Finally ready, Izzy. Let’s go get that coffee,” she declared.

Short Stack [MF] [BIG TITS]

Short Stack [MF] [BIG TITS]

I love short women. There’s something about a short woman with a great figure that just makes me feel like I’m getting more than I bargained for. I’m not a tall guy at 5’10 but I’m talking about women that are 5’3 or shorter. Like Ariana Grande, she’s 5’ even and gorgeous – like a short 10, vs what society at large accepts as a true 10, like Adriana Lima – 5’10, Emily Ratajkowski 5’7.

What I like about the short girls are their proportions. Put Emily Ratajkowski’s tits on Ariana Grande and you’ve got a sports car more akin to a Lotus Elise than a Ferrari whatever – sexy, nimble, easy to handle and tons of fun.

So one night I’m shooting pool in a bar downtown. It’s college night and there’s a lot of good looking women around. The college down the road is known for drawing beautiful girls from the suburbs of New Jersey, Ohio and Pennsylvania. I had held the table for a little while and this good looking blonde walks up and puts quarters down for the next game.

“Can I get next?” She asked.

Short Stack [MF] [BIG TITS]

Short Stack [MF] [BIG TITS]

I love short women. There’s something about a short woman with a great figure that just makes me feel like I’m getting more than I bargained for. I’m not a tall guy at 5’10 but I’m talking about women that are 5’3 or shorter. Like Ariana Grande, she’s 5’ even and gorgeous – like a short 10, vs what society at large accepts as a true 10, like Adriana Lima – 5’10, Emily Ratajkowski 5’7.

What I like about the short girls are their proportions. Put Emily Ratajkowski’s tits on Ariana Grande and you’ve got a sports car more akin to a Lotus Elise than a Ferrari whatever – sexy, nimble, easy to handle and tons of fun.

So one night I’m shooting pool in a bar downtown. It’s college night and there’s a lot of good looking women around. The college down the road is known for drawing beautiful girls from the suburbs of New Jersey, Ohio and Pennsylvania. I had held the table for a little while and this good looking blonde walks up and puts quarters down for the next game.

“Can I get next?” She asked.